Look Me In The Eyes [BxB]

Chapter Fifteen

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Cain's hand still held the door open. He stepped closer, slightly opening the door more as I struggled against his force.

I knew I had no choice but to let him in. But what would ensue after that; I didn't know. I couldn't explain why, but I knew Cain wouldn't hurt me. I just couldn't stand being around him. Even now, I sweltered underneath is gaze. His expression was unreadable. Studying his features, I was taken aback by how disheveled Cain was. His dark hair usually flowed in ebony waves with a clean middle part. But Cain's hair was messy and there were bags under his eyes. He looked overwhelmingly tired. Against my better judgement, I released my hold on the door and stepped back, allowing Cain inside. As he crossed the threshold, the enticing scent of pine wafted across my nose. Before I could catch myself, I careened my neck to get more of Cain's magnificent scent. Cain stepped past me and I closed the door to face the tall man. I expected Cain's eyes to be dark and his expression to be hard but I was surprised by the shocking vulnerability in his soft honey eyes. We stood in silence for several seconds before I decided to speak.

"So..?" I said hesitantly.

Cain's eyes opened, as if he was just now truly seeing me. But he didn't speak; he surveyed me with his eyes.

"I'm tired of these fucking games."

"What do you want!" I shouted, surprising my self with the power of my voice. Cain looked taken aback as well. "Good."

"You've terrorized me for days! Are you a psychopath?! What do you want?!"

I was full on shouting at this point. But Cain was unfazed, he stared at me with the same unreadable expression. I took a breathe to calm myself.

"This is the last straw. Either tell me what it is you want or I'm going to the cops. You've harassed me, assaulted me, broke into my fucking home! You force your way into-"

"You." Cain said abruptly, in a low but resonant bass.

I lost my train of thought. I heard Cain's words but I didn't understand.

"Wait, I-"

Cain interrupted again, this time his voice was lower, but somehow more powerful.

"You, David. I want you." He said, taking a step towards me. My mouth went dry, as Cain stepped towards me, I stepped back. We became locked in our familiar dance, him pressing me into a corner. I was pressed against the door and Cain towered over me.

"David," Cain began lowly. "I want you. Your body. Your mind. Your heart. I need every part of you."

My heart was pounding. I couldn't think. Our proximity, his smell, the heat, his words. This wasn't happening. But as Cain lifted my chin to peer into his eyes, I knew this was indeed real.

"Cain." I said in a whisper, but I didn't have any words. Cain lightly ran his finger along my bottom lip and I shivered from
the contact. All the while, he held my gaze.

Cain's eyes begged a question. And I complied, bring my lips to his. Our kiss was soft, almost dream-like. Cain moved his mouth gently against mine, as if he was scared to hurt me. Cain's delicate kiss had me thirsting for more. I pressed my lips against his harder, deepening our kiss. Cain mirrored my actions, placing two hands on my waist, pulling my against his body. I could feel his fervent even through my clothes.

"Why was he always so hot?"

The thought left my mind as quickly as it came because Cain grabbed my bottom lip lightly with his teeth and I let out a slight gasp. Then all hell broke loose.

Cain's hands travelled to my backside and he gripped me firmly. His braziness had me blushing against his expert mouth. Cain pressed me against the front door, attacking my mouth. The kissing had me lighted headed so I leaned into Cain's body for support. Cain took this opportunity to hoist me up. I complied and wrapped my legs around him, as he gripped me whilst attacking my mouth.

Then, Cain suddenly stopped kissing me. He pulled me close and inhaled deeply, before suddenly shoving me into a wall. He stared at me intensely, his eyes darkening

"Who's been here? And why is their scent on you?" Cain said in a dangerously low voice. I could barely talk as he held me hard against the wall.

"How did he know James was here" Growing pressure from Cain's strength snapped me out of my thoughts.

"James." I managed to choke out.

Cain growled, low and deep in his throat. I gripped Cain's forearms hard, and he loosened his force slightly. I struggled against his grip but Cain didn't even buck.

"What the fuck." Cain only stared at me as he held me against the wall. I realized there was an unbearable heat spreading through my body from where Cain held me. The heat seemed to slowly increase with every second that he held me.

My mind was frazzled. His strength. His eyes. The heat from his touch. Everything about him was off. I stared hard into Cain's dark eyes, and the darkness seemed to swirl and meld before my eyes. Impossible. I pressed me nails hard into his muscled forearms, hard enough to draw blood but Cain still didn't budge.

"What are you" I whispered, so low Cain shouldn't have heard me. But he did. And as he held me against the the wall, his chest rising and falling heavily, all I could think was, "This isn't happening."

"Let. Me. Go" I said, my voice a strained whisper. The pressure Cain maintained as he held me against the wall was cutting off my airflow. I took in Cain's unflinching expression and tears started to brim in my eyes.

"Please." But it was futile. Cain's face started to unfocus. And then there was nothing.